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me comes from crying. I dream of going through that emotional
storm to reach the quiet that comes after. But I’m telling
you. It’s useless. I just can’t.” Veronica rehearsed this speech many times and is happy with how it comes out. She feels relieved to have it outside of her. She re-crosses her legs, then uncrosses them and re-crosses them with the other leg on top. She studies the Doctor’s face for a reaction. “Well, you know what type of work I do at this lab, right?” Dr. Kcops asks slowly in his radio phonic voice. Veronica grinds her teeth and is just about ready to stand up and leave. “Of course you do.” Dr. Kcops corrects himself as a form of apology. “You clearly researched the subject thoroughly.” He taps with his fingers on his desktop, twists the thick gold ring on his index finger, and then grins. “Well, was there anything traumatic about your childhood that made you stop crying?” The Doctor’s voice is weak and hesitant now. He speaks like a substitute teacher. “Let me tell you a short story. There is a small village in Southern China of fairly old women who are all blind. Not one of them can see. Doctors have examined their eyes and they seem to be in perfect health. 20/20 vision. The only medical explanation for their blindness came from one German psychologist. You see, during the Japanese invasion, these women watched Japanese soldiers murder their husbands and rape their children. The Japanese invaders tied these women up and made them watch the slaughtering of their families. Most of them had heart attacks or were later murdered. But the 62 widows who survived this dreadful act of cruelty all went blind. There is no scientific explanation for their blindness. The German psychologist suggested that their minds ordered their eyes to shut off. Do you think your mind orders your eyes not to cry?” |
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